She stood in front of the mirror a long time, and finally decided she either looked like a sap or else she looked very beautiful. One or the other.

Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.

Jesus would be framed and in jail if he was living today.

Love is the main generator of all good writing... Love, passion, compassion, are all welded together.

Owing to the fact he was a mute they were able to give him all the qualities they wanted him to have.

Wherever you look there’s meanness and corruption. This room, this bottle of grape wine, these fruits in the basket, are all products of profit and loss. A fellow can’t live without giving his passive acceptance to meanness. Somebody wears his tail to a frazzle for every mouthful we eat and every stitch we wear—and nobody seems to know. Everybody is blind, dumb, and blunt-headed—stupid and mean.

I am not meant to be alone and without you who understands.